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Whatsoever i've feared has come to life
Whatsoever i've fought off became my life
Just when everyday seemed to greet me with a smile
Sunspots have faded
And now i'm doing time
Cause i fell on black days

Whomsoever i've cured i've sickened now
Whomsoever i've cradled i've put you down
I'm a search light soul they say
But i can't see it in the night
I'm only faking when i get it right
Cause i fell on black days
How would i know
That this could be my fate

So what you wanted to see good has made you blind
And what you wanted to be yours has made it mine
So don't you lock up something that you wanted to see fly
Hands are for shaking
No, not tying
No, not tying

I sure don't mind a change
But i fell on black days
How would i know
That this could be my fate

Music: cornell; lyrics: cornell

Feel the rhythm with your hands
Steal the rhythm while you can, spoonman
Speak the rhythm on your own
Speak the rhythm all alone, spoonman

Spoonman, come together with your hands
Save me, i'm together with your plan
Save me

All my friends are indians
All my friends are brown and red, spoonman
All my friends are skeletons
They beat the rhythm with their bones,
Spoonman

Feel the rhythm with your hands
Steal the rhythm while you can, spoonman

Thank you, good night people

Music: cornell; lyrics: cornell

Lyrics by chris cornell
Music by ben shepherd

I'm sittin' in a magic hat
With smoke and mirrors
And tire rubber fires
Watch me disappear
What made it slow you down
Sucking on a ball and chain
Another motherfucker goes down the drain
Hard headed fuck you all
Just add it up to the hot rod death toll


Sick in the head sick in the mouth
And i can't hear a word you say
Not a bit, and i don't give a shit
I got the glass, i got the steel
I got the love to hate
All i need is your head on a stake
Hard headed fuck you all
Just add it on the hot rod death toll

Written by chris cornell

You wired me awake
And hit me with a hand of broken nails
You tied my lead and pulled my chain
To watch my blood begin t boil


But i'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run


Too cold to start a fire
I'm burning diesel burning dinosaur bones
I'll take the river down to still water
And ride a pack of dogs


I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run


Hits like a phillips head
Into my brain
It's gonna be too dark
To sleep again
Cutting my teeth on bars
And rusty chains, i'm gonna break my
Rusty cage and run


When the forest burns
Along the road
Like god's eyes
In my headlights
When the dogs are looking
For their bones
And it's raining icepicks
On your steel shore


I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

Written by chris cornell

I know you're half awake yeah i know hate
And i know how you do it
Hold it don't it out
Don't get it right or wrong no i don't get it
I know you're afraid half amazed
All insane i know it's all a cage
And all arrange and altogether gone


Cause you and me we're average
With simple minds and lungs and eyes and skin
You and me we're hopeless with nowhere hearts
So tear it out and open it
I'm giving blood tonight don't care how don't care why
I'm giving blood tonight and i feel just like
I could give it all


Show me and hand me down and hang me up alone
And cold and bury me
Show me and throw me out and hold me down
And air me out and wear me
I know you're half afraid half amazed all insane
I know it's all a cage and all a rage
And altogether gone


Come away and come with me and come around and come and see
And cover up and come along before race before the calm
And he walks out and fires the gun happy with the things he won
The head of god on the wall ahead of us the heads of us

Music by cameron, shepherd, thayil and cornell
Lyrics by chris cornell


And you stare at me
In your jesus christ pose
Arms held out
Like you've been carrying a load
And you swear to me
You don't want to be my slave


But you're staring at me
Like i need to be saved
In your jesus christ pose
Arms held out
In your jesus christ pose
Thorns and shroud
Like it's the coming of the lord
And i swear to you
That i would never feed you pain


But your staring at me
Like i'm driving the nails
In your jesus christ pose
And you stare at me
In your jesus christ pose
Arms held out like it's
The coming of the lord


And would it pay you more to walk on water
Then to wear a crown of thorns
It wouldn't pain me more to bury you rich
Then to bury you poor
In your jesus christ pose

Written by chris cornell

Follow me into the desert
As thirsty as you are
Crack a smile and cut your mouth
And drown in alcohol

Written by chris cornell

Nothing seems to kill me no matter how hard i try
Nothing is closing my eyes
Nothing can beat me down for your pain or delight
And nothing seems to break me
No matter how hard i fall nothing can break me at all
Not one for giving up though not invincible i know


I've givin' everything i need
I'd give you everything i own
I'd give in if it could at least be ours alone
I've given everything i could
To blow it to hell and gone
Burrow down in and
Blow up the outside world


Someone tried to tell me something
Don't let the world get you down
Nothing will do me in before i do myself
So save it for your own and the ones you can help


Want to make it understood
Wanting though i never would
Trying though i know it's wrong
Blowing it to hell and gone
Wishing though i never could
Blow up the outside world